HANNAH
"Come on. Come on," I urged Willa.
She tried to pull her arm out of my grip. I refused to let her go. I walked faster, pulling her with me.
"Wait. Hannah. We have a test later today, remember? Do you want to fail? Let's get back to class and read. Whatever this is can wait."
"No, it can't," I said. "You'll understand when I tell you what's wrong."
The librarian gave me a stern look from under her glasses as I dragged Willa through the doors of the library.
"Sorry," I mouthed.
Seeing I was serious, Willa stopped resisting. I took her to the most isolated section of the library I could find. The library was usually the worst place to gossip, but I had no other choice.
There, seated between very tall shelves filled with a lot of musty hardcover books, it felt like we were t
